Sorry this took so long rangers. My health has been poorly...again. So even though I have the story in my head, it's hard to find the energy to write. And thank you to all my reviewers and readers for being patient. You make this story fun to write.
Also again, this chapter get sexy but try to keep it mild as always.
Also for those who think Tommy could not have been beaten, in the search for the Zeo crystal when Zedd fights Tommy he is more than a match for the ranger. The fight only ends in a stalemate when Tommy gets in a lucky shot and breaks Zedd's staff.
**************************Wash room*****************************
Adam awoke with a start. He was unsure of when he had dozed off and it took his mind a moment to take in his new stone surroundings. He glanced out across the cave ledge, it was still hot but the water was all gone. There was clanking of metal and the sound of many footsteps. The kid was no longer in his arms. "Justin?" He called out softly.
There was a rustling of fabric and Justin stepped out from behind a small group of rocks. "I'm here, just had to pee." He mumbled before looking towards the edge of the ledge. "Oh look, the putties are taking out the dishes." Adam looked over the edge indeed the door on the far wall, high up, was open an a seemingly sold mass of gray, with arms and heads, was taking out the clean items and bringing dirty ones in. The massive blob didn't look like the putties Adam knew.
"The cycle starts all over and we have to start scrubbing. Day or night, it doesn't matter. We're only allowed rest when it's the rinse cycle." Justin said calmly, Adam went to step off the protective ledge when Justin shouted. "Adam! Don't!" his voice panicked, his words echoing off the cavern walls.
"What!? What is it?" the dark hard teen asked looking wildly around for a threat.
"The rocks are still super-heated from the boiling water. They won't be safe to walk on for another hour or so. The putties don't mind the heat, even if it kind of melts them together. Are you thirsty?" Justin asked rapidly shifting from one thought to another.
Adam blinked, "Yeah I am. Is there any water?" His voice was hopeful. In the slave mines they had been at least given bottles of water. He truly hoped they didn't have to drink warm, dirty floor water from the puddles down here.
Justin smiled and brought over a dented silver metal cup missing its handle. It was half full. Adam took a sip, the water tasted so cold and crisp. He wanted to down the whole glass but settled for another sip before handing it back to Justin.
Justin held the cup for a moment before offering it back. "You can have the rest. I already had some." It was the truth, though he had only had a few sips. Adam had fed him and been kind to him. Kinder than anyone had been to him in a very long time. Justin felt his going thirsty was the least he could do for this kind person.
Adam took the vessel and finished it quickly before thinking to ask. "Where does the water come from?"
Justin smiled and pulled Adam's wrist urging him to come. "Because of the cold air, meeting the hot air water condenses on the stalactites above…" Justin pointed to the spikes above them. "And drips down here." He said placing the cup back into position. "It will refill soon." Adam nodded in understanding.
Justin smiled as he sat down on the soft nest of old rags he and his father had made. Adam hesitated before also sitting on the soft bedding. It was surprisingly plush, for being made from scraps of fabric.
"So are you straight from earth or from another part of the castle? What's the castle like? I've only ever seen these walls...and the kitchen...just once." Justin's eyes shone with a mix of curiosity and sadness.
Adam laid down on his tummy, propping himself up with his elbows, Justin mimicked his posture. With a sigh, Adam began his tale. He talked of the death of his parents and his capture, the slave caverns where he was housed with Aisha and Rocky, he talked of his brutal work in the mines, of the fight and of the shower room and of him being taken away from his friends, they supposedly went to the harem.
Adam wiped at his eyes briefly. He would be strong. Aisha and Rocky would want him to be strong plus now with the kid. He had thought of suicide when he had first been separated from his friends and brought here but now, he couldn't leave Justin alone. But something had been bothering him.
"Hey Justin?" Adam said drawing the boy's attention from his own thoughts.
"Hm?" Justin answered looking up at the older boy.
"What happened to your father?" Adam asked quietly, trying to indicate in his voice that the boy didn't have to answer.
Justin looked down, playing with his hands in his lap for a moment before letting out a long sigh. "I wasn't even supposed to be down here. When…kids get captured, they get sent to the witch's play room." Justin shook his head, his hair bouncing in front of his eyes. "I don't know what happens to them but my dad convinced chef I could be a big help cleaning. Since I was smaller, I could fit into the pots to scrub them. It was hard work but we were happy. We…we were cleaning one day and lost track of time. The rinse cycle water came in and we had to make a dash for the high ground. Like you and I did earlier."
Adam nodded, "Go on."
Justin hiccuped slightly before continuing. "I…I fell…right before the pathway up. The water was rushing right at me…I was….too scared to move. Dad…jumped back down and pulled me up. Pushed me on part of the pathway but the water hit him and I turned and pulled at his hands pulling him out but…it was too late…his insides were…boiled." Justin gagged violently at the memory and choked on the air. Adam was by his side in an instant rubbing soothing circles onto his back.
"I'm so sorry Justin." He whispered between gentle sounds of comfort. Adam always had a soft spot for kids.
Justin sobbingly continued, "Then….after they took his body away I was left all alone for days…but after that… a man started to come and he…he…" Justin's sobs became hysterical, his words not making sense as he mumbled and cried. Suddenly he buried his face into Adam's chest. Adam could feel the kid's hot tears dripping on his skin as Justin's small hands clung to him. "Please Adam please…don't let him hurt me again."
"Hey hey hey, no one's going to hurt you anymore. Okay?" Adam rubbed his back gently, mindful of the bruises and after a moment Justin looked up. Adam gave him a reassuring smile, handing him a small bit of fabric. Justin took the cloth, blowing his nose and wiped his eyes. "You…you promise?"
"Yeah, I promise. It's been about an hour and the putties are gone. Want to show me how to clean the pots?" Adam asked affectionately ruffling Justin's hair.
Justin smiled, hopeful once more. "Sure, it's not hard though. Maybe we can even find some nice meat scraps." He said getting to his feet. Adam followed after. He couldn't help but smile. This kid had a strong spirit.
*******************************Harem**************************************
Harem life sucked bottom. Rocky thought as he served another goblet of wine to lord Zedd's guests. He wasn't a trained servant, he kept spilling things, other humans in the harem laughed at his clumsiness and he didn't like how demeaning this felt. The skeleton drank deeply and called for more. How a creature of bone could drink anything was beyond Rocky's understanding. At least he was able to see Aisha even if he had been unable to interact with her.
She was in a beautiful yellow dress but the material was thin, almost see through; it had high slits showing off her sculpted legs. Her job was to stand with a tray of fruit and offer it to the monster guests and other harem members. A few women were hanging off the two monsters. The older, pointer monster was wooing them with tales of concurring planets. Rocky could over hear him now bragging about his vast wealth and great riches. A beautiful older woman with hair like a raven's wing was hanging onto his every word. It helped that he somehow produced from the air gemstones and gold jewelry. Rocky wasn't sure if these women were really into the monsters or not. Everyone had a price…and these half naked girls seemed cheap. He snorted slightly, in disgust. Zedd had only stayed long enough for them to be presented and to get drunk.
Rocky glanced at Aisha again. He could see her through the dancers twirling, on the other side of the room. She seemed to be holding up well. She was acting very submissive. Something that must be killing her slightly inside to do, Rocky thought. Aisha was not an actress and submissive and obedient were not words he would use to describe her. Rocky shook his head and poured more sticky and foul looking red wine. As he turned to go one of the harem males stuck out his foot tripping Rocky at the ankles. The golden platter and wine clattered to the floor as Rocky fell. The dancers and the music stopped. Everyone was looking at him. Rocky glared up at the man from his place on the floor but the man only smirked.
"Oh you little bug! Look what you've done!" Master Vile growled getting to his feet. Rocky looked up and with horror realized in his fall, he had covered this monster master with wine.
The man stepped forward and bowed lowly to Master Vile. "Oh dear Master Vile, most wicked, most magnanimous, most powerful of all evil. Let me punish this slave for his stupidity. I will beat him bloody for your entertainment."
Rocky got to his feet and looked at this man. He was older by maybe a few years but his muscles were much larger than Rocky's. He smirked again and his blue eyes held darkness in them. His sandy brown hair was long and held back in a ponytail.
"Oh! A fight! Now we're talking! That could be fun entertainment pops!" Rito called out. Two very naked and very round women curled against him continually covered him in kisses.
Master Vile sighed as women began to wipe him clean. "Very well then, amuse me." He commanded as he sat back down and waved his hand. It was all the warning Rocky got before the other man lunged at him, aiming right for his throat.
**********************Kimberly and Billy's room****************************
With one last sigh Billy moved out from behind the curtain. Zedd was still snoring loudly. Kimberly had managed to get her comforter out from the wreckage that was their beds and had pulled down all the dresses from her wardrobe making a little nest of sparkling lace and taffeta for them. Billy shook his head. Kimberly was too perfect for her own good.
"I…thought we should try and get some sleep?" Kimberly said quietly as Billy came over. Billy squeezed her shoulder gently and Kimberly felt her heart suddenly flutter at his touch. Heat rising to her cheeks making her blush.
Billy pulled away and walked over to his computer desk and chair. He pulled it out sitting down. "You get some sleep Kim. I'll keep an eye on things, okay?"
"…okay Billy." Kim said softly, her voice was childlike and terribly sad. Even as she snuggled into the blanket she couldn't help feeling rejected. All she wanted right now was to be in Billy's arms. To be touching him, to be held by him.
Billy turned his back to Kimberly and did his best to ignore her soft crying. If he looked at her, it would be all over. He would go to her. He would…force himself on her. Soon her whimpering stopped and only then did Billy dare a look, she was sleeping peaceful and looked like an angel. Skull was curled up next to her, also sleeping.
"You're not okay, are you?" a voice asked making Billy jump slightly. Bulk looked up at him from the floor.
Billy rubbed his eyes and debated lying but there was no point to it. "No, I want Kimberly. I want her so bad it hurts. It physically hurts. I'm not sure how long I can keep control." Billy sighed, "Bulk, I don't want to hurt her."
Bulk nodded, as Billy continued. "Maybe it's a spell or some kind of left over energy from Zedd's magic wreaking havoc in my body. I don't know." Billy pulled at his hair and growled slightly in sexual frustration.
"Can you…handle it yourself?" Bulk whispered not meeting Billy's gaze.
Billy shook his head. "I tried, it didn't work...had to settle for chilling it. It…I…need someone else. Or ice, lots of ice."
Bulk looked at the stone floor. The duo sat in silence for a long time before Bulk spoke up. "Could I help? If we are being honest with each other and stuff. I may have come onto Kim and Trini before but…they are not really my type. Though I guess I had a dumb way of showing it."
Billy's jaw dropped. Bulk…Bulk was…? And he was into…him? Of all things and revelations Billy could dream of, this was something beyond his imagination.
"I had a dumb way of showing it." Bulk mumbled again solemnly, dearly afraid of Billy's reaction.
Suddenly it all made sense. Billy constantly being singled out and picked on, Bulk often touching him to pinch him or rough him up. It was his way of showing interest in a culture that really didn't accept it. At the thought of mating Billy's appendage swelled painfully, again throbbing without mercy. He would go crazy if it didn't stop. Billy looked at Zedd, then towards a sleeping Kimberly. His options were limited.
"Okay but, not here, not in the open." Billy whispered as he stood from his desk, as if he was afraid he would wake someone with his voice. He quickly walked to the partition. Every step was painful with the swelling in his lower area. Bulk was right at his heels.
With one last check of the room Billy slipped out of his pajama bottoms. His discomfort pushing hard against his briefs. "Um…do I take my shirt off? I've never um…well Zedd doesn't count." Billy shook his head shyly. It was adorable.
Bulk smiled, "I've already seen you without a shirt on." Billy took that as permission to remove his blue tee shirt. Billy then pulled his briefs off.
Bulk starred in wonderment. "Oh Billy, I never dreamed it would be so... I mean I have dream of you but…oh geez…I...um...it's really nice…" If the little wooden toy had the ability to blush, he would be blushing.
Billy sat down on the lid to the toilet. "So…what now?" He asked trying to hide the excitement and curiosity in his voice.
Bulk climbed up and gently encircled his smoothly polished hands around Billy's manhood. "Just leave it to me, I've done this before." Billy was about to ask who when Bulk moved his small hands down. Billy moaned as pleasure filled him. He closed his eyes and gave his mind over to the feelings in his body. As far as he cared Bulk could do whatever he wanted to his body, as long as it made Billy feel like this.
Bulk smiled, he might not be human anymore but this was a dream come true. Billy released quickly and almost instant was begging Bulk not to stop and for more. Bulk was happy to continue, only once did he stop and tell Billy to beg again and call him master. Billy, lost in pleasure did as he was told. They spent an hour or so in ecstasy and after the thirtieth time finishing Billy finally collapsed, his manhood returning to normal. The screaming demand for pleasure gone from his mind. He was covered in sweat, tears and his own sticky liquid.
Billy panted. "Bulk I..." but Billy had no words for what they had just done.
Bulk only nodded in silent understanding. "Not to change the subject but this stuff doesn't look right." He held some release in his tiny hand, indeed ripples of red energy could be seen every once and awhile.
Billy's frowned as his mind went right back into scientist mode. "I need to see this under my microscope."
*************************Castle hallways***************************************
Goldar growled as he traveled the hallways of the castle. Zedd hadn't even acknowledge his gift of two attractive human for the harem. And now Queen Rita in her upset state was demanding more play things, specifically human children. She liked there innocent spirits. They became, as she put it, such pretty play things.
Those few children still free on earth were well guarded by there parents. Goldar growled as a patrol of putties formed behind him, each of them with golden rope. He wasn't one for random slaughter but he would not fail in this task. Rita had promised him the one thing Zedd had said was off limits if he brought her precious children for toys. Goldar, could take Kimberly to his private chambers. And for one night, she would be his.
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